Heavenly Sword Art! What a Heavenly Sword Art indeed!
Could it be that today, I truly could only return with hatred in my heart?
Thoughts flashed endlessly through Sun Wenyuan's mind, before he could decide how to answer the move.
Crack!
A crisp sound suddenly rang out from his dantian and reached his mind.
Sun Wenyuan swiftly turned his inner sight inward, only to see cracks appearing along the chains binding his Nascent Soul within his dantian.
The cracks slowly spread, and as they appeared—
The Nascent Soul struggled with all its might, opening its mouth to spew out a mouthful of incomparably pure true essence.
In an instant, Sun Wenyuan felt his spirits rise and his strength return to his body.
The true essence throughout his body seemed to come alive in that instant, coursing joyfully through his meridians.
As the true essence circulated, it even gave off the rushing sound of rivers surging onward.
"Heh heh... Excellent! Xiao Wujian's Heavenly Sword Art truly is extraordinary! But... this move alone is still far from enough if you wish to deal with me!"
His gaze settling on Su Shi'er, Sun Wenyuan spoke with a cold sneer.
As his laughter rang out, the aura around him doubled and surged once more in an instant.
Although he was still far from recovering his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, the feeling of regaining his lost strength, coupled with the strange chains slowly crumbling away, restored the confidence he had nearly lost.
Having spoken, Sun Wenyuan raised his head to look at the changing phenomena in the sky.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the surging true essence within him rose into the heavens like a giant dragon leaving the abyss.
Buzz!
With a single move, heaven and earth gave a hum, then fell completely